AlaricA few days later.“I have news about Cara Wilson, sir.”My Gamma, George knocks on my office door. I gesture for him to enter and close the door behind him. “Well? Have you heard who fathered her child?” I return to signing the documents in front of me while he speaks.“Not exactly. I have i
CaraThey say distraction is the best way to navigate through a hard time.I’m not sure the people who say that ever had to deal with planning their former Fate Mate’s wedding.But there’s so many tasks to complete. I found a hotel even more luxurious than the proposal site to host the wedding. My d
I walk backwards away from the door, weighing my options and whether I should report this to the Alpha King directly.I don’t get very far in my thinking when Lilia passes through the doorway and spots me immediately.Her eyes are size of dinnerplates, wide and wild.When she speaks, her voice is li
AlaricYou know the phrase that you can lead a horse to water, but you can’t force him to drink?Well, you can lead a werewolf to a beautiful woman, but you can’t force him to love her.Over the last few weeks, I’ve tried to let my feelings for Lilia grow. But I’ve had no luck. I just can’t seem to
CaraMy body lay still in the hospital bed as my mind dreamed.*When I was young, barely old enough to be called a child instead of a baby. My hands were small, and I wasn’t quite sure on my feet. Looking around, the trees towered over me. I must have lost my way, there was no sign of a trail or f
“You’re up! Oh, thank goodness! We were worried about you for a second there,” Her smile was wide and genuine.I blinked at her, not sure exactly what circumstances brought me here.“Thank you,” I said humbly.She chuckled, “Well, it’s the least we could do after all you’ve done to help us here at t
CaraI look at Alaric’s beautiful blue eyes, his chiseled jawline, his perfectly disheveled dark hair.He’s absurdly handsome, the picture of a perfect man. An Alpha King no less, he had power and prestige to go with his devilish good looks.And I finally realize that I don’t want anything to do wit
In truth, it wouldn’t be unusual for the Alpha King to have a quick lunch with his Beta. I doubt any pack members who would see us together like this would think twice about it.But I can’t shake the idea that this is all part of his plan, that Alaric orchestrated this to keep our secret lover relat
Cara’s POVBack under the pavilion for another break before the next contest, I sat at one of the picnic tables with my arms stretched out and ice packs over my aching muscles.“There’s no reason for you to participate in the final event,” Charlotte said to me, echoing previous warnings made by both
Cara’s POVThe day was filled with contests with very little time to break in between. As such, I wasn’t able to talk with Alaric, my brothers, or Noel. Instead, though, I filled in the Claw Sisters and Georgie on what occurred.“A secret stabbing is so cowardly,” Charlotte said. “If she had any hon
Cara’s POVAt once, I moved my arm up to shield myself, desperate to protect my vital organs.Yet, when the knife stabbed into me, I surprised to find that the blade pushed back, harmlessly, into the handle. I’d seen such a thing happen in the past, during stage shows. Her knife was nothing more tha
Alaric’s POVWith Colin watching the kids, Ryan, Aidan, and I went to spectate the cooking event. The event itself was being held in a large gymnasium, with special mats set up to protect the typical gym floor. Atop the mats, each contender was given their own section, with their own counters, appli
Cara’s POVThe next day I was somewhat exhausted from the event on the night before. The organizers of the event must have taken that into consideration because today was the last day of rest before the contests started the next day.The cooking showcase was my first event, and I was already nervous
Alaric’s POVI was ready to start throwing hands a minute ago, but now, seeing how quickly and resolutely the BloodyMoon pack came to Cara’s defense, I allowed myself to calm down, at least enough to sit back down and contain myself.My fury at those that had spoken against Cara remained, however, a
Cara’s POVAs we started to move about the stage, following the steps of our routine, I kept an eye on Lilia and her can of paint. I had my suspicions that it was intended for me. At a crucial moment, when we were at the front of the stage, the routine would bring us directly side by side.Perhaps t
Cara’s POVGeorgie asked me to return to my dressing room, where she arrived shortly after carrying the gown that she was supposed to be wearing that evening. On herself, she was wearing a robe.Looking at my own dress still filled me with a sense of mourning. It had been such a beautiful thing, des
None of them seemed even remotely guilty. They were all entirely confident, I could see it in their eyes.Only Lilia wore a different expression. When no one else could see her but me, she seemed smug, smirking. She pointed to a nearby camera.“I’ve been on camera this entire time, too, if you don’t